Tag Archives: poetry
Baton
Catch me if you can, my hand outstretched, reaching for you even as you run — we do this relay in remembrance of a partnership we once had. When I falter, you will overtake me, and when I fall, you … Continue reading
The Honeymoon is Over
I am the last of the white hot nobodies, burning out to ash in a vacuum of cold silence. Don’t cry for me; I won’t remember my own pain in but a moment. All is well.
To Begin Again
It is hard to start over, hard to begin again, when the lines you think you might color outside turn out to be not lines, not grooves, but chasms. Inside and outside, they are the borders that keep you where … Continue reading
All Hearts
Endings comes in many forms — sometimes in weeping fits, like a child who needs rest — and sometimes in silence, in brittleness, where the piece of glass that is your heart, once rendered unto dust, must be forged into … Continue reading
Offer
Two thousand years ago and two thousand years hence, it made little difference what gifts are brought; the only thing that matters is that they are given in reverence.